Spiders are Random too!

Ever since my husband found a scorpion in the toilet bowl one night,  I now have a random fear of getting bit on the butt by a scorpion who has suffered the indignity of falling into a toilet bowl.  With the light on, I can see what is happening, and there is a distinct sense of relief when, even with my eyes half closed, I can confirm that there are no scorpions in the vicinity.  We used to have a cat who would take care of those pesky critters for us, but she hasn't been around for a long time, and apparently the scorpions know this.

We've already been out shopping for school supplies for my son.  I've never actually had to buy school supplies, and I have to admit that the whole thing seems to be rather complicated.  For example, Zane is supposed to have a pencil without an eraser.  Where do you get those?  I don't think that I've ever seen one since the 70s.  It must exist, however, since it is on the list.   Also, my child starts school on August 13th.  I'm still having a crisis over that one, and will likely continue to freak out over it until long past that date.  Zane is supposed to have a box of tissues in his school supplies, but I may use that one on his first day!  Well, his first day and the day we have to write the check to pay for this private school/daycare.

 

Never trust someone who is completely confident about anything.  Even if I think I am right, I double and triple check myself.  I have never considered myself infallible on any topic, and if someone is trying to convince me that they're infallible, that gets my spidey-sense tingling. 

I believe that there is an over-reliance on guns to solve problems.  I am just going to put that out there. Use your brain, not a gun, is my thought on the matter, but I'm in the minority on this issue.  And like Jon Stewart says--if this isn't a time to discuss responsible gun ownership/gun control, when is?  I'd love to say that it would be possible to have an unemotional, intelligent conversation about it, but I know that's just wishful thinking.  People with guns probably shouldn't be riled up, anyhow.  

What is it about little kid hands?  If I let my son play with my phone, it is smeary and sticky when I get it back. I don't let him eat or drink while he's holding my phone.  Yet even when I make him wash his hands first--smeary and sticky.  Ick.  I can't even see the screen to make a phone call sometimes!  Is this just my kid?  I may start making him wear gloves before he is allowed to play Temple Run the next time.  

I am hooking up with Stacy Uncorked and the girls, Shawn and Impulsive Addict,  over at Talk To Us Tuesdays.  Go check them out!